I’ve never been serious about poetry but I always found some inner peace in rhyming things and collecting the words like a tiny puzzle.
I remember your noseI remember your earsI remember your hugsthat diminished my fears
I remember your skinwas so smooth all way downnot a single stray hairunder your sexy gown
I remember your voiceI remember your whisperI sit down in darkAnd imagine you crisper
Many years many daysI call you my one sisAnd it feels like foreverWhen you go and I miss
My emotions, divine fireBurning passion and desireEquanimity had spawnAnd the senses – they are gone Silver tongue and happy wishesTasty meals of meat and fishiesGone like candles in the windAnd to rules I must now bind It’s not bad, I guess. It’s lifePulling out a crude knifeCutting out all my cravingLeaving me on bloody paving On inside now I am hollowThere’s no love and there’s no...
You never know when I watch youYou never know when I sing and playI’m around, invisible, not corporealBut I’m here. And I’d love to stay I rushed into your life without asking(well; but the kitchen is fully yours!)I switch around, I write’n’play fiddleLet’s be friends? Don’t close the doors My existence is strange and excitingA girl living in another guy’s headBusy mind, always rushing and...
Why I do this? Where do I go?What is predestined for me?Why of all things I’ve chosen lewdIs this who I so want to be?
I slept with girls. I slept with menI slept with pones; foxes; catsI’m eager to seduce a sisterThe only one who’s off all bets
And what is next? Is there an endTo my uncanny deviationWhere will I stop? How it will be?How can I stop with all flirtation?
One day, one scene, not much to askYet I am sitting with my pen, distractedIdeas hop like sheep in dreamsAnd I am thinking of [ …redacted ] I need to focus, to stay calmTo work on the unfinished storyAnd yet I think of that cute bumIn all of its soft curvy glory The curves of those ideal hipsAmazing eyes, enchanting smileThat body, marble touch of skinAnd mind that is so swift and guile One...
Happy new year, happy new timeBest of the wishes and luckWhen you make plans for ’17Make sure you have enough fuck Plan for some sex in afternoonsAnd for some more before dinnerIn elevators, in office chairsIt’s a good time to be sinner Sex with nice girls, and cutie boysSex with bad dragon and lubeSex with a pencil, with apple pieSex with high-tec furry tube Try some tentacles, be open, be...
The evening was pure gold,I struck the source of flawless inspiration.I wrote, I wrote some more, and then again.I danced in the rhymes of my creation. A year ago it looked so bleak.I didn’t know who I was, where I’m headed.I still don’t know it now, but then,I learned to listen, and I comprehended. My life was not full of events,I learned to tune to noisy world.Who knew that this is how it ends...
The fall is in the airThe winds are getting coldI’m wrapped in thick furI’m howling loud and bold I listen to my echoI sniff the misty fogA new adventure’s callingIt’s time to have a jog The breeze brings in her scentShe comes in with a yawnShakes off her reddish furThat smells of pine and dawn I lick across her muzzleUnable to stand stillShe grins and bites me slightlyHer scent brings me a chill...
I am the wolfI am the fireI am the bladeAnd the desire
The craft of wordThe heart of painThe song inside –The tune of rain
The scent of furAttentive eyesToo long caninesA feral guise
It is all meBut what I knew?Important partOf me – is you
I am shattered. Broken. TornMy sanity is lostI can’t find any calm in lifeI am a gloomy ghost
Those I trusted aren’t thereThey are goneOnes I loved – do they care?I am done
Huge dreams for tiny wolfAnd I failedOverwhelmed, freezing nowI’m in pain
There is darkness in the lightEats me aliveOnly jealousy roams freeTime to die.
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